Piper has a new favorite blog. Go check it out.
Piper has a new favorite blog. Go check it out.
Here we are, dear readers. One year. 365+ posts. 50,000 plus hits. New friends. Old friends. Faithful readers. A lot of memories. More to come.
Just like one year ago when we began, I’m not sure where Piperism is going next. If parenting has taught me anything, it’s not to assume I have anything figured out. The minute you do, change happens. It’s inevitable. This moment matters. This one. I’ll keep blogging. One post at a time. I’m grateful to have you along for the ride.
And since it’s our one year blogging anniversary, let’s take a little trip down Piper lane.
Here are your favorite posts (based on number of hits) from the last blogging year:
And here is mine:
And you? What’s your favorite post? What piperism made you laugh out loud? Share!
Piper wants paid. She’s figured out that you like this blog. She doesn’t know what 50,000 hits means but it sounds like an awful lot. Yesterday she demanded royalties.
“Shouldn’t I get paid, you know?” Piper asked. “For the blog? I do provide all of the content.”
“That’s true,” I agreed, “but I don’t get paid.”
“Because I don’t charge anything for it. I don’t sell it. And I’ve said ‘no’ to advertisers so far.”
“Whatever,” Piper said, “I should still get paid.”
“In fact,” I added, “I pay for the domain and I pay for the privacy so that word press can’t do anything with my content.”
“Still,” she insisted, “I need money.” Piper doesn’t yet live in logic world.
“How much do you want?” Sissy opened the bidding.
“Sold!” I said.
Piper paused. “I should have asked for more.”
“Yep,” Sissy agreed.
Piper has a blog. Piper loves dogs. It was really only a matter of time before Disney caught on with its new show “Dog with a Blog.” Guess who loves it? I’ll give you a hint. She’s short. She wears tutus. She makes us laugh every single day.
Wednesday night is Girls Night in our house. We put on our pjs. We order pizza. It’s just Piper, Sissy, and me on the couch. It’s the only time during the week that we watch TV. We usually watch Cupcake Wars, but Piper asked for something different this week.
“I think you’ll like it, Mom. There’s a dog. His name is Stan. You like dogs. Stan talks. You like talking. Oh, and he blogs. You do that, too.”
I have to admit that the odds were in Piper’s favor. And it wasn’t terrible. I’m not saying I liked it. It’s corny in a “Saved by the Bell” kind of way. I’ve seen a lot worse. I’m not endorsing “Dog with a Blog” yet but Piper certainly is. “I wonder if our neighbor dogs blog,” Piper wondered. “I’ll bet that Daisy has something good to say.”
I’m not really a blogger. A year ago I didn’t even know what a blogger was. I’m a writer and this blog belongs to the Piper. She’s the star. And she gives me plenty of material. That you choose to read it flatters me beyond words. That you’ve embraced the joy that is Piper and laughed a long with me fuels this blog every day. That I’ve learned so much about the process of writing and captured so many of the details of our family’s year is just icing on the cake. I’m grateful, and I’m starting to wonder what’s next.
We’ve reached more than 40,000 hits. Sissy and I have written 250 posts. That means we have about 100 left to complete our 365 days of piperism. Here are a few of the things Piper’s taught me a long the way:
So, what do I do once I reach my goal? What happens to piperism? Do we start a new blog? A new project? Do we hit print and put this project on a shelf to pull down one day when Piper says ‘tell me what I was like as a kid’? Thoughts?
I’d love to hear from you. So would Piper.
Back by popular demand: Sissy is guest blogging!
Everyone knows 52 card pick up: the smelly game you teach your little sibling to tease them. But I’ve never met anyone who didn’t dislike it or feel cheated by it. Except Piper.
My cousin Jack and I were setting up a card game. Piper asked if she could play. “Sure” I said. “Try 52 card pick up.”
She loved it. There were songs sung about picking the cards up and whines of wanting me to throw the cards again.
“Let’s play more 52 pick up cards!” Piper said.
“Why do you like 52 card pick up so much?” I asked
“Well, you throw the cards. Then I dance and sing while I pick them up like when I pick up my toys. Then we can play my new favorite game again!”
Looks like we’ve got ourselves a new cleaning lady.
We’re halfway there, dear readers. I pledged 365 piperisms and we’ve made it through more than half the year. 36,000 hits. 205 posts. 761 comments. You people must be either really bored or completely enamored with the Piper. Me, too. We’re grateful.
In honor of our halfway mark, Piper and I spent some time going through the blog. She loves to laugh at herself. Isn’t that a great lesson? “I’m really funny, aren’t I?” Piper said, curled up at my side as we scrolled. Modest, too. Are you taking notes?
“Which ones are your favorites?” I asked.
Piper didn’t even hesitate. “Sissy Blogs.”
So, here you go. Piper’s picks:
Thanks for reading!